Once Assassin is speared, Saft takes it upon herself to scout out the area, sliding off Bucephalus' back. Where Assassin was his master couldn't be far behind unless he had been sent out here to attack on his own. Saft kept forgetting she was one of the few masters that actually never left her servant out of her sight. Mainly because she just felt safer in his presence even if he was rather loud at times.

She turned back to Rider who was dealing with the other servant and watched from a safe distance, she'd only approach Assassin if she deemed it worthwhile. Still he spoke out. Just as Rider had the determination to keep her safe, she also felt the need to look out for his wellfare, even though he seemed to be pretty good at that himself.

"Rider, Your arm..."